This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run

This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own
So don't throw it all away
You feel that you wouldn't take a fall
This is the call to arms, wake up boy, you're on your own

When opportunity is holding out her hand
Oh, she said, "You used to be a heart breaker"
Oh, bloodshot, don't wanna see you washed up
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run, oh
This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own
When you're knocked down it's hard to understand
'Cause you never get it back, oh

Oh, so pick it up and put it back together
Stoned, you can't feel it all
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
Lost love, I'm a great adventure
In a hotel, I'll come up and check you out
There is no fun sleeping with a shotgun

When you're rattled and cold
With your head back you look to meet your maker, maker